Leslie LeAnn Cowey


Trust - Poem by Leslie LeAnn Cowey

How many times must I climb
Just to find
That part of you that's deep inside
Whirly winds come down on me from the peak that I cannot see
Its only mission to stop my climb but forgets it's all in kind
For the mountain does not know
What peaks and valleys begin to show
A mountain is grown rock by rock
And strong ones are the only ones sought
May a ragged one that's small and weak
Fall from its mighty peak
For those are the ones that I seek
See, this one is only one that knows
Just how far it has to go
If mountain wasn't so high to touch the sky
Then pebble wouldn't have to sigh
So for the strong that are good and just
Staying in place is a must
And if you open your eyes you will see in me trust...
Babe its the small pebbles who turn to dust.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 8, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, February 10, 2014


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